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isleofavalon2021-08-13 07:07 am
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Cat-eared Shenanigans
WHO: Shiro and whomever wants to be there
WHAT: Wildcard prompts
WHERE: Inn, Shining Karaoke, Parks, Fields
WHEN: The month of August
WARNINGS: Long-healed amputation, scars, unadulterated fluff probably
Shiro wound up in the fallout of the animal mage work and is sporting large, sleek black housecat ears and tail. He's taken too it more calmly and naturally than some, and seems to have... caught??? Some cat-like mannerisms too.
I. Naps are great, though
Shiro hasn't slept well in a while, and the magical coma last month doesn't count. So if there is a patch of sunlight, there may just be a large man in one of many seemingly impossible positions, dead asleep. His watchful little draconic familiar is settled primly nearby, watching over him for inscrutable Familiar Reasons.
II. Fishing
Where there are fish, there's a cat. Man. Cat man. Crouched low at the edge, ears low and tail tip twitching behind him, Shiro watches the water with dilated eyes. Waiting. Waiting. Are you going to let him make an attempt, or use this prime opportunity for pranking?
III. Shining Karaoke
Shiro does still turn up for his shifts at the karaoke bar, same as usual. He's acquired a nice maroon dress shirt, worn with the sleeve rolled up while he mixes drinks. His reflexes seem faster than usual right now, and the sway and curl of his tail shows just how truly this job brings him happiness. What can he get you this evening?
IV. You've Got Cats In High Places
You know what's even better than naps? Heights! Rooftops, walls, trees, the occasional lamp post... When a six-foot-four cat gets the zoomies, he inevitably seems to wind up perched somewhere high up, leaning waaaaay out to snuff the breeze. No balcony is safe.
V. WildHorses Cats Couldn't Drag Me Away
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WHAT: Wildcard prompts
WHERE: Inn, Shining Karaoke, Parks, Fields
WHEN: The month of August
WARNINGS: Long-healed amputation, scars, unadulterated fluff probably
Shiro wound up in the fallout of the animal mage work and is sporting large, sleek black housecat ears and tail. He's taken too it more calmly and naturally than some, and seems to have... caught??? Some cat-like mannerisms too.
I. Naps are great, though
Shiro hasn't slept well in a while, and the magical coma last month doesn't count. So if there is a patch of sunlight, there may just be a large man in one of many seemingly impossible positions, dead asleep. His watchful little draconic familiar is settled primly nearby, watching over him for inscrutable Familiar Reasons.
II. Fishing
Where there are fish, there's a cat. Man. Cat man. Crouched low at the edge, ears low and tail tip twitching behind him, Shiro watches the water with dilated eyes. Waiting. Waiting. Are you going to let him make an attempt, or use this prime opportunity for pranking?
III. Shining Karaoke
Shiro does still turn up for his shifts at the karaoke bar, same as usual. He's acquired a nice maroon dress shirt, worn with the sleeve rolled up while he mixes drinks. His reflexes seem faster than usual right now, and the sway and curl of his tail shows just how truly this job brings him happiness. What can he get you this evening?
IV. You've Got Cats In High Places
You know what's even better than naps? Heights! Rooftops, walls, trees, the occasional lamp post... When a six-foot-four cat gets the zoomies, he inevitably seems to wind up perched somewhere high up, leaning waaaaay out to snuff the breeze. No balcony is safe.
V. Wild
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The idea of a time slip makes sense, but he doesn't like it. He inhales sharply. "Three years?" He sits back a little, raking his fingers through his hair. "The Empire without a leader. Must've shattered all over again. The planets in rebellion...! Did the rebels hold the coalition together? Were they able to defend themselves?"
The logistical impact of Voltron vanishing for three years is immense; the options are endless as the stars. "Without the Castle, there is no engine to create wormholes. The lions don't have that kind of power stored up anymore. The Blue Lion's was a one-time thing."
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"The Empire was a mess. I mean, it was before when you had all the Warlords trying to take over and refusing to follow Lotor, but, without even him?" He shook his head. "The Blades were almost completely ruined. Any left had to go into hiding. There was a rogue druid who was trying to win back Honerva's favor by trying to lure them all in and kill them. He managed to do a pretty decent job of it, too." Keith bit off that last statement, bitter from his second meeting with Macidus. "And any generals left that hadn't already become warlords took up that mantle, and started fighting amongst themselves for territory and control. The coalition had to basically go underground... all the planets, the rebel fighters we had found Matt with, all of them. Because of that, we were essentially on our own again, and running. It was like starting all over, but with even less than we had before."
Keith looked hurt by it all, almost guilty. It had been like Voltron had abandoned them. "There was a report of an explosion, probably from the Castle, and then we were just... gone. We heard later that everyone thought that Voltron had been destroyed." He sighed.
"But, yeah... it was a very very long trip back to Earth without the Castle and without wormholes. We did find a natural wormhole that shortened it a lot. Kind of found it by accident. But, it helped... a lot."